For more than a hundred years, the attacks of the Heavenly Dao Alliance have been tepid, although the battle line has been advancing forward, but in more than a hundred years, the speed of advancement has also been ** tens of millions of miles, compared to the area of the Sea Clan, it is really not enough!

However, in a hundred years, the strength of the Heavenly Dao Alliance has grown to a terrifying level, and the number of people in the Transformation Stage has increased by more than fifty people, the Yuan Infant Stage has increased to 20 million, and there are even more countless people below the Dan Period.

It can be said that with Yi Cheng's vigorous cultivation of alchemists, the pills consumed by a Yuan Infant Stage monk are now several times less than before, so the inland and overseas seas are fully functional and continue to support these monks for survival.

On the contrary, in the past hundred years, the Sea Clan has been in a miserable situation, and the Wind Shadow, the name that makes the Sea Emperor extremely angry, will do something that makes him angry every few years.

One of the most unacceptable is naturally their assassination of the Sea Clan's alchemists, even if the Sea Clan will let the few alchemists be closely protected by the Transformation Period, but ordinary Wind Shadow members can't assassinate, it doesn't mean that Snow Shadow can't do it, and in the end, the Sea Emperor can only do it himself, putting those alchemists under his nose, and this kind of thing is gradually decreasing.

However, in the past hundred years, the strength of the Sea Clan has been extremely limited, even if there are some Innocent Pills, it is not enough for a large number of their clansmen to use, and they can only give priority to those fourth-order Sea Clans who have the hope of turning into gods.

Although the strength of the Transformation Stage has increased a little, the strength of the backbone is far weaker than that of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the Sea Clan at this time can only defend step by step, shrinking its defense line little by little.

In the past hundred years, there have been fewer and fewer things that have made Yi distracted, so he has more time to cultivate and study the formation.

Although cultivation is still at the beginning of the transformation period, it is only a thin line away from the middle stage.

And the formation, but Yi Cheng was a little helpless, there are too few records about the formation in the cultivation realm, the fifth-level formation is already pitiful, and the sixth-level formation mage is even rarer, and Yi Cheng only knows this part of Luoxia Mountain.

For a hundred years, Yi Cheng has almost always stayed in Luoxia Mountain, concentrating on studying the formation.

On the main peak of Luoxia Mountain, in a medicinal field with thin spiritual power, a beautiful woman in white clothes and white skirts was tending to a few first- and second-order spiritual grasses that could be seen everywhere in the cultivation realm.

Biluo Qingtan, although it is only a second-order spirit grass, but the appearance is excellent, fresh and elegant, the hour exudes a fragrant atmosphere, it is a kind of herb for making incense to calm the nerves.

However, looking at the woman's meticulous appearance at this time, it seemed that this was not a second-order spirit grass, but rather a fifth-order top-level treasure.

Yi Cheng stood not far from the medicine field, looking at this beautiful picture, he couldn't help but be a little stupid!

After a quarter of an hour, the woman finally took care of the green sandalwood, stood up and stretched her waist, revealing her bumpy figure.

Then the female cultivator walked towards Yi Cheng, came to him, and said softly: "Idiot, what do you see, it's not that you haven't seen it!" ”

Yi Cheng smiled silently, Yi Cheng was already surprised by Ziyi's performance in the past hundred years.

Since recovering from her last injury, Sima Ziyi has not seen retreat and cultivation in the past hundred years, but has been cultivating spiritual grass and making tea and cooking rice all day long, which is completely a mortal lifestyle.

At first, Yi Cheng was also a little puzzled, whether the injury had not healed, leaving hidden dangers, but Ziyi said that this was practice, and asked Yi Cheng to eat every day like Ziyi.

Regarding Ziyi's changes, Yi Cheng knew in his heart that it should be the reason for the tears of the Heavenly Dao, but what was going on Yi Cheng didn't know how to do it.

But for the ordinary life of mortals, Yi Cheng did not have the slightest disgust, in addition to studying the formation every day, he and Sima Ziyi lived like ordinary mortals.

But even so, Yi Cheng still felt that the cultivation of the two of them was also increasing day by day.

And in Ziyi's words, this is the Tao.

Yi Cheng stepped forward and stopped Ziyi's slender waist, and said, "I've seen it, I've seen it, but I can't get enough of it in my life!" ”

Ziyi's face showed a hint of happiness, but she said, "Flim tongue!" ”

"Hehe, let's go, let's go home and have dinner!"

Now the three meals a day for two people are extremely punctual!

In the early morning of the second day, after Yi Cheng got up, he did not go to the outside of Yunfei Yandong Mansion to study the formation as usual, but quietly watched Ziyi make tea in the courtyard again!

"What's wrong today?" Ziyi raised her head, looked at Yi Cheng and asked.

Yi Cheng didn't answer, walked up to Sima Ziyi and sat down, picked up a cup of tea that had been boiled, put it to his lips and sniffed, and said, "When I first drank Dao Ling Tea, I was still a young swordsman in the Tianfeng Continent, but now I am a full four hundred years old, time is really fast!" ”

Ziyi's face also showed a hint of surprise, cultivators have gradually become indifferent to age, and there are even fewer birthdays, and today is Yi Cheng's birthday, which is really worth celebrating.

"Today we add food to celebrate your birthday!"

Yi Cheng nodded, drank all the tea in the cup, and said, "Such a peaceful day is really nostalgic, but unfortunately, it can't be continued for the time being!" ”

"What's wrong? There's another movement on the Sea Clan's side? Ziyi frowned and asked.

Yi Cheng shook his head: "It's not them, but we are going to move, more than a hundred years have passed, and now it should be the end!" ”

At this time, Yi Cheng's body exuded a chilling killing intent, which made Ziyi's movements stop, and then glared at Yi Cheng: "You, this time you have broken all your years of state of mind!" ”

Yi Cheng smiled when he heard this, and sighed: "There is no way, there are some things that must be solved!" ”

On the second day, Yi Cheng and Sima Ziyi left Luoxia Mountain and rushed to the deep sea!

A month later, somewhere in the deep sea, on an island occupied by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, an immortal city had been established early, and the entire Heavenly Dao Alliance's Divine Transformation Stage cultivators were already all together!

"Alliance leader, give the order, we can't wait!" Lieshan stood up and asked for his life!

"Alliance leader, please give the order to exterminate the Sea Clan!" These are the one hundred and twenty-three Avatar Stage cultivators below, all of whom stood up and bowed their hands.

Yi Cheng also showed undisguised killing intent, and said: "From now on, we will attack the Sea Clan in an all-out way, not destroy the Sea Clan, and swear not to withdraw troops!" ”

"Don't destroy the Sea Clan, swear not to collect troops!"

After a hundred years of eliminating and eliminating the other, the Sea Clan is now completely at a disadvantage, when the Heavenly Dao Alliance dispatched all its combat strength to attack on all fronts, the Sea Clan almost fled all the way, and lost most of their territory within ten years, and their Transformation Stage cultivators also lost more than half, and now there are only more than fifty people left, and the fourth-order Sea Clan does not exceed five million, as for the low-level Sea Clan and the Sea Beast, they have lost their meaning in the later wars.